I was much younger and good looking then and I guess I was born with a talent for not only selling, but for persuasion. I had charm, a silver tongue, ...and a high level of lust for women. I had a lot of success in both selling my product and in getting the ladies to melt. In my hands. My desires for sowing my oats and my sweet talking talents were a perfect blend for the 7-8 year tour that still amazes me to this day.I was freshly out of college back in 1992 and landed a pretty cool job traveling. “God. Yes. I’m Clate. Your husband?”“No,” she said. “You’re not my husband. My husband wanted me to give these papers to you.”If she rolled her eyes at him, he’d kiss her. He promised himself that. “I… I knew what you meant. I’m sorry, it’s been a long night. The flight was hell, then the hotel…I could go on and on.”“Please don’t. I really need to get going. Just so you have the papers.”She kept looking at him like he was a French fried idiot, not that he blamed her. He couldn’t quit staring,. The Misses was indisposed yesterday as well, so it wasn't too much trouble."Sarah breathed a sigh of relief. If the cook got down on her, she could end up fired by the Misses. Especially now, she didn't want to lose her job. That little son of a bitch had ruined her and she wanted to get ruined on a regular basis over and over again. To think that a twelve-year-old could be hung like that was unbelievable. He had almost crippled her causing her to retreat back to her parents house for bed rest.. Almost the first thing Sally did when she was released from the hospital was go off in search of cocaine, and from then until the end of the year, she spent most of her time drunk and high. Of course, she lost her job – or more accurately, gave it up – being too emotionally unstable to work effectively. She still had her little bungalow, which Ted had paid up on until the middle of 1982, and she took a page from Ted’s handbook by plundering her mother’s bank accounts to live and get high on..